Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Attempted 1920's "Rubber Hose" Style Cartoon Self
Again, with all of these self portraits of myself, I didn't know where to start or what to do. I was lost. Did I want to do a Betty Boop and Popeye style? Did I want to do a more compact and pudgy style like Felix the Cat? I was lost.
I ended up with this. I am not sure what kind of demonic kind of thing my pen spawned, but all I know is that I don't consider this rubber-hose-1920's-with-the-chip-in-the-eye-sparkly-thingy-thing enough.
It did actually have a more prominent chip eye sparkle, but then my pinkie finger, bless its heart, smudged it to death. Anyways, having been very unfamiliar with drawing this very unique style I think I did enough damage. The end.
I ended up with this. I am not sure what kind of demonic kind of thing my pen spawned, but all I know is that I don't consider this rubber-hose-1920's-with-the-chip-in-the-eye-sparkly-thingy-thing enough.
It did actually have a more prominent chip eye sparkle, but then my pinkie finger, bless its heart, smudged it to death. Anyways, having been very unfamiliar with drawing this very unique style I think I did enough damage. The end.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
I had to make a Furry....
I had to make a furry of myself. I did do the blue and red lines, but I was just so tired of not colouring things, so I hope that's ok.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Caricature practice
Caricatures we had to draw for homework. 4 of them. Of ourselves.
I honestly had a difficult time with this. I mean, I have never really done caricatures before, but I have done plenty of drawings where I make people so ugly that they are unidentifiable
After a while I really began to hate looking at my face. I didn't know what to do with that creeping disgust with my face. It was just always there. Looking at me. And I just couldn't do anything about it, and I couldn't exaggerate my features anymore than what I did.
I really got sick of drawing myself after this one. I was like "Well yeah look at you, looking like a bloody Barbie. Come on" I just couldn't quite exaggerate what I saw without fear of Distortion. I was so scared of making something unidentifiable.
In the end I just gave up. I told myself, "ok, that's it. I am so done." And some friends tried to rally me up and told me to do something with my "Huge-a** eyes" and I began drawing and I was sure that it would be too distorted. But then things happened sooo.... yeah....
Whoopdidoo Caricatures.
After a while I really began to hate looking at my face. I didn't know what to do with that creeping disgust with my face. It was just always there. Looking at me. And I just couldn't do anything about it, and I couldn't exaggerate my features anymore than what I did.
I really got sick of drawing myself after this one. I was like "Well yeah look at you, looking like a bloody Barbie. Come on" I just couldn't quite exaggerate what I saw without fear of Distortion. I was so scared of making something unidentifiable.
In the end I just gave up. I told myself, "ok, that's it. I am so done." And some friends tried to rally me up and told me to do something with my "Huge-a** eyes" and I began drawing and I was sure that it would be too distorted. But then things happened sooo.... yeah....
Whoopdidoo Caricatures.
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